Was on the MTR when a secondary school kid came in and stood opposite me. He seemed to bring in his own flavour of body odour which was rather intrusive but I put up with it because it is hot out there. I was not staring but couldn't help notice out of the corner of my eye his fiddling with small pieces of paper. He seemed to be stripping down cheat notes so they can be easily concealed and I thought "hmmm... I don't remember ever doing that" - is cheating common these days? He got off some stops later. It was only then that I noticed that his shards of paper were all over the floor of the train compartment - nice. Our future is in his hands.